Wednesday, December 12, 2007

you drive me crazy

You taunt me with your presence
the way you look at me
with your big green eyes
it takes all of me to hold back

the urge to lean in close
to lick your nose
your whole face

the things you let me do to you
the things you do to me
drive me crazy

i'm nuts about the way you touch me
and the way you pull my hair
how excited i am when i wake up with you
roll over and fall asleep again

i love your skin and your scent
and your soft dark hair
running my fingers through it
and how it knots up in the back

pulling your head in close
to feel your soft sweet lips on mine
makes me burn just like it did the first time

Wednesday, November 7, 2007

fuck reality

you leave me pining
hanging on an instance
and a burning yearning
concerning only holding you.

and though i know
that you stole it from brak show
that binary poem
stole me.

and here i would usually
write a stanza
that painfully depicts reality
but fuck reality

reality has no place
in my heart
which soars in a world
of imagination

i 1010010011 you too.

Sunday, November 4, 2007

am pm

you told me to
forget that it happened

but i will never forget

the way you stalled
and waited

the way i was nervous
and anticipated

how you opened your door
but you turned back for more

and then how i pushed you away


i will never forget

how it felt
when you sent my heart racing

how i loved
that my ears were blazing

how i never looked back
and disappeared into the night so black

i will hold on to this forever

a glimpse of what could have been.

Wednesday, June 13, 2007

3 Hours of FUN!

Well we had our wonderful 3 hours of fun assignment. And where I would have loved to have spent the 3 hours with my boyfriend, sadly he was working, so I opted for the next best thing... My best friend! Yay! So basically, I went up to Westfield and hung out with my friend/brother, Kevin. I helped him find pictures for his collage that he is working on, and we went out to dinner. He won a bet with one of his co-workers, so he gets free meals for the whole week. Sadly the manager on shift wasn't keen on letting us both have free food, so we just got the biggest thing on the menu and split it. Our waitress was pretty awesome, because she basically brought out two of everything anyway. Then we went back to his house and played some video games. He got a new X-box a few days ago, and we played Dead Rising, which is absolutely awesome! And I've been having a terrible craving to play Final Fantasy 7, and I can't find my copy, so we played his for a little while. Tons of FUN!

Monday, June 11, 2007

papa johns

have you ever noticd how Papa John's pizza's slogan is full of LIES! Better ingredients, better pizza? who wrote this sack of jagged little pills? Papa John's pizza tastes like it has been in the refridgerator for 6 days, and was just heated up for your enjoyment. Hell Luca's pizza actually does this and it tastes about 50 times better.

Chuck Close

I had a dream about chuck close.
yeah it's kinda strange to be dreaming of such things :)
the only thing i really remember about it is that someone wanted me to copy his style, and i had this huge feeling of inadequacy.

he puts a crazy amount of time into his work.

Monday, June 4, 2007

What if...

1. zombies realy happened?
2. animals could speak, but they just couldn't speak to you?
3. toys came to life when you were away just to play amongst themselves?
4. the chicken came before the egg?
5. the egg came before the chicken?
6. squirrels wore makeup?
7. rocks had consciousness?
8. plants could feel things?
9. jury duty were voluntary?
10. my dreams realy did come true?
11. i just give up?
12. it rained when i was sad?
13. i was realy someone else?
14. humans weren't the top of the food chain?
15. aliens came and enslaved humankind?
16. no one bought gasoline for a week?
17. drive in movie theaters came back in style?
18. the beetles got back together?
19. we made our own fuel?
20. i swim every day?
21. i started riding my bike to school?
22. the grass was greener on the other side?
23. i take those shoes that i only wore once back to the store?
24. i could see the future?
25. this post didn't erase the first time i wrote it?
26. i knew the meaning of life?
27. i realy was as funny as i think i am?
28. the 80's came back in style... again?
29. we are on the verge of something truly great?
30. we are in the Matrix?
31. i were given the choice of the red or blue pill?
32. the people we discovered in random images realy had lives?
33. magic was real?
34. the characters we create are real people with real lives?
35. people with mental disorders are actually the next step in evolution?
36. we were allowed to kill people who deserve it?
37. we gave lisences only to people who show necessary skills to drive?
38. we could live on only good morals and great philosophy?
39. John Titor realy is from the future?
40. animals didn't shed so much?
41. everything could reproduce asexually?
42. everything was 15% healthier than it really is?
43. we went back to the bartyr system?
44. we innately knew everything we needed to know?
45. i had more money?
46. girls and women were more easily distinguishable?
47. people would just stop being stupid?
48. i were the ultimate guitar hero?
49. Canadians quacked?
50. all the rules were broken?

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

Questions to answer

Share something (or multiple things) with the class that moves or inspires you. These can be things to which you have positive or negative reaction, but they need to be things that you react to strongly. Be ready to discuss how they move you.

Wow... things that move me. I'm often moved by a good story. any story that makes me react emotionally and that has believable characters moves me. I particularly like Terminator 2. I'm also moved by new and innovative ideas. i like to hear new concepts. anything that can cause me to look at something in a whole new way usually moves me... which is why i'm in this class. i'm tired of seeing things the same way. i'm moved by certain political and social issues such as gay marraige and abortion. funny thing though, i can argue just as strongly for one side as i can the other on both of these issues. I'm moved by a good argument too. I'm moved by raceism. it's been over 200 years, and we as people still can't seem to get our act together in this country. we should get lessons from canada. among other thigns though, i'm moved by white condements. I hate mayonaise, and won't even pick up the jar. I hate everything that has mayonaise in it. I also hate cream cheese, and cottage cheese. I won't touch them, and i can't stand to smell them. I also hate watching paula dean on the food network because she uses these things almost exclusively in everything she cooks. what a waste of a perfectly good taco dip, or banana cream pie. Just ruin it for everyone there paula! I also hate onions. i hate the smell, the texture, the taste, the way the look. onions are villains and this is proven in the cartoon series of veggietales. i hate people who use the wrong form of "to be". damnit! you're grown men and women, why do you sound like ignorant bastards? it isn't hard to speak properly.

What do you consider to be sacred?
sacred... i think that personal morals and values are sacred. as well as religious beliefs. somone once told me that my beliefs were unachievable, and worthless... that person is now cut into a million pieces and burried under my front porch... or at least he should be. beliefs are owned by an individual, and shoudln't be underestimated. beliefs make an individual who they are, and changing beliefs should be determined by the individual because it will ultimately change them. all other things are expendable. unless you believe otherwise.

What is an image?
i've thought about this question, and all i can think of is the terribly cliche response that an image is a picture. Wheather you see it for real, in your mind, or you make it up because of some other stimuli, an image is something you see.

What is music?
Music, i think, is an expression of belief. lets face it, there isn't a whole lot to music withoug some idea, or consept behind it. that's why i don't like a lot of pop music. they just sing it for the money, and someone else usually writes it all. there doesn't have to be words, and it doesn't have to be played by instruments. sometimes i think that poetry is music. music is something that moves you, and can sway you to feel things that you may not have felt. also, it has been proven to be a mood amplifyer.

What is New Media?
Wow... New Media, i like to think is liberal arts for computer nerds. for so long there has been a large gap between left brained and right brained people. it is up to those of us who think with both sides of the brain to finally bring these two skills together and form brand new ideas.

Why did you chose to go into New Media?
Honestly, i chose to go into new media because i came to iupui as the only physics major in 8 years. I love physics, but the other requirements of the program were too much for me. I can't afford to take chemestry over and over again because i'll never understand it. shoot, give me all of the calculus, and mechanics you want me to learn, and i'll give it back to you in a couple days, but when they're pulling facts out of the sky (facts that are disproven by physics only a few years later) and giving several different names to the same compound, it's just rediculous. Of course, i had a talent for physics, but my lack of skills in chemestry forced me to go into something else. I thought new media would be a nice area to go into becasue all the conseptual part of physics is still there. especially in animation and coloring. Yes coloring is a big part of physics. New Media is a great way for me to use both my love of science and my creative abilities together.

Who are you?
I am, Malarie Piercy. i'm the oldest of 3 girls in my home. I have 3 dogs, and about 400 fish (you can have a few if you want when they get big enough). i grew up in a bi-religious home being raised 1/2 catholic, and 1/2 pentecostal. Halloween was always interesting because my dad allowed it, but my mom did not, so it was always a surprise to see if we were going to be allowed to go or not. when harry potter came out, i wasn't allowed to read it, but i did anyway. it's kind of funny because i would read it in my room and i had to hide it like porn when my mom came in. I'm very tomboy, and this shows in my thought process as well as my obvious mannorisims and the way i dress. I think logically like a man, but sometimes my girlyness comes out and i'll cry for no reason. I'm a problem solver by nature. I like philosophy, and religious studies because i like to see what other people think. I also have a love hate relationship with the free thinkers club here on campus, because i love what they stand for, and i hate that they don't really stand for it. hypocrites piss me off. I am generally friendly with everyone, yet with some people, i feel a little awkward. I hate it when people find me attractive, but they wont' get to the point. just ask if i'm single already, so i can tell you all about my wonderful boyfriend, and how i think you're a unique individual, but you're not the one for me. I want to be a teacher so i can warp the minds of students. i like to use the term warp, because if i put their minds in a mold, then they'll all think alike.

How is this class impacting you and your approach to New Media?
well. i'm not quite sure yet.

Have you seen any changes in your approach to projects or how you think about New Media?
not as of yet. I don't really think that we've done a whole lot in this class yet that is too far or at all outside my box. i guess that's what happens when almost everything is already inside the box.

Monday, May 21, 2007

Smell the color 9

so I think I've completely failed the senses assignment. I haven't bene able to go anywhere or do anything because work sucks.

so anyway... when i got up this morning, i felt really tired. this was of course due to staying up and playin roller coaster tycoon until 4 am this morning, and then having to get up at 8:00 to get to class at 9:00. I physically felt tired and my eyes were itchy and encrusted with sleep. my back hurt, and still does. i was full of anger which usually makes my ears hot and my whole body hurt because i'm trying to hold in my feelings to keep from getting into it with my mom because she came in at the last minute and told me that i had to clean the bathroom before i left this morning. and i'm antsy still anticipating the shit i'm going to hear from her when i get home because i probably forgot to put the tootbrushes back in the exact right place, or perhaps i threw out a fresh razor. "wasting too much money" well don't leave your shit laying around and not expect me to throw it away. after all that, i finally got to scrape that ill tasting fuzzy shit off of my teeth and tongue. which brings a sense of cleanliness and freshness. at least something good came of the morning. Then i went back to my room and put on my pants that i just got back frim my friend who patched up the holes with her cool skull bandana. the knot is in the middle of one of the heads and it looks like a hairy mole. it's funny. this brings me joy :) however, it is quite dificult to cram my huge ass into my pants because my ass is ever growing despite the effort that i put into it. my pants are way tight, and i didn't buy them that way. I feed my fish. they recently had babies, to i have countless fry swimming around in my 10 galon aquarium. they have recently lost their yolk sacks, and are growing very faint little fins. they're so cute. I'll probably sell them to a pet store or something. perhaps i'll give them away to my frineds. I can't have 50 or more betas, they'll fight eachother. i hope most of them are female though, so i can keep them. the felames don't fight. But i wont' be able to tell for another couple of weeks.

Look at that awesome tangent.

If anyone wants a fish, i'll give you one for 2$ 1/2 the price of the petstores.

Also, i've had this song stuck in my head ever since we were assigned this assignment. It is called smell the color nine, by Chris Rice. it's kind of a neat song.

Well.. i'm out..

Monday, May 14, 2007

Behind the scenes.



For the egg project, we had to hardboil the egg and his friends so they wouldn't make a mess if they should somehow break.


Finally my assistant and I and my cousin, shot the eggs with a BB gun. You can see the BB's stuck inside.


After the egg project, we ripped the bandaid off of the rehab egg. This picture shows just how bandaids realy do pull off your skin.

Eggy van Halan. Part 2

Eggy van Halan was at the peak of his existance. And from there, it all went down hill.



Eggy, despite his past in anti-drug commercials, started using cocaine heavily.




He spent all his money on drugs and hookers.



When he finally ran out of money, he did the unthinkable and robbed people at gunpoint. He had a realy big gun.


It was about this time, that he realized that he was not only hurting himself, he was hurting other people. He used the money he got from robbing people to commit himself to rehab. They fixed him right up.


After 6 months in rehab, he was released by hopeful doctors. They realy believed he had made a full recovery. Eggy decided to use his newly found life to go scuba diving and relax for a while.



Everything was going well for Eggy. He was finally back on track. That's why it was a big shock to everyone when they found his body in a dark alley 4 months later.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

Eggy van Halan's Rise to Stardom

This story starts off like any other story of an egg. He was born from a chicken. Then he was sent to a grocery store, where he was bought and given to a class, and then left in the refridgerator for about a week. But when he was let out of the fridge, he tried to live to his full potential.




He was selected to act in a drug free commercial.


He even did small bits in other commercials.


He did very well and started his own band. This is when he decided to change his name to Eggy van Halen, and he rose to stardum almost overnight.


Eggy was very popular and landed a few gigs in some low budget, yet great plot horror films.



Eggy was rolling in cash, almost literally. He had everything he ever wanted. Eggy was the top cat in town.




He was the life of the party. Of course, they were only using him for his money, but he realy felt like he belonged. For the first time in his life, he was somewhere warm. Not like the cold refridgerated home where he grew up.

But these circumstances often lead to other things...